My Status as an Assassin Obviously Exceeds the Hero’s

"I will serve you to hell. Father."

I laughed bitterly when I heard words with all kinds of drooling emotions emanating from them.

I don't think the conversation that is taking place across the door is roughly parent-child.

Even so, he seems to think this is the way the family is.

Is it a novice religion or something?

Oh, scared. Scared, I walked away from the place scratching my goosebumps arm.

Since the summons of the brave, the castle has gradually lost its vitality and is engulfed in silence.

Not only are there, for one thing, the Knights who have left the castle, but there are also people who are no longer known.

Without informing anyone, even if they are family, they suddenly disappear.

No king or princess has noticed the anomaly of his residence.

No, even if I realized it, they wouldn't be able to do anything about it.

It is also natural that the influence of the royal castle, whose functioning is about to cease, will reach the people, and it will be only a matter of time before this country disintegrates.

"Well, that's why I'm here."

It is my duty to keep this country until the time comes.

No matter how many human beings are gone, the “price” of one country is quite high.

It is my duty to make the most of that “price” to fulfill the wishes of our king.

"Ah, you..."

Unexpectedly, I get a voice from behind when I'm going through a lot of thoughts about what's going to happen.

Reflectively alert and looking back, there was a woman with a pale complexion.

Surely this woman would have been a lady with a princess?

What can I do for you?

Now I should be known as a guest invited to Castle Raitis.

There is no unnaturalness there, and I have never been exposed to skeptical gaze until now to that evidence.

Even so, the woman in front of me turns her eyes to me like she's scared, like she suspects.

I have too much on my mind.

Oh, really, people are a lot of people and a hassle.

I was in the mood to understand my own failures and tongue pounding.

"Where did you take that girl... Ange? I saw you with me yesterday. But it disappeared the moment you touched it. I looked all over the castle, but I wasn't there. Where did you go? Take that kid..."

"... hehehe, hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!!!

I looked anxious, but after I blinked my eyes at the sound I was sure of, a laugh leaked out of my mouth.

I guess I was very creepy with a grumpy face turning and enough laughter to break my body into a letter.

The woman took a step backwards.

I move on and approach the distance I can touch the woman.

A woman who had never fought or otherwise was grabbed by me without even being able to react.

"Oh, you people are truly delightful. Stupid, hilarious, and truly unsaveable."

Voices echoed in the corridors of the unpopular castle.

Until then, there were good people here, and someone would have witnessed it, but now there are no people.

Naturally.

Because people are gone.

"But yeah, was yesterday's seen? That's my fault. To apologize for that, Ange? I'll match you with a woman like that."

I get my hands on my nose and pull out what's inside.

What was in my hand was a small stone.

"Oh, I told you it would fit! Ange, where is she!?

The woman screaming hysterically is trying to escape by wielding her grabbed arm, but my arm doesn't even move with Pickle.

I leaned my neck and offered my little stone in front of me.

so that we can see better.

"Here, take a good look. This is the woman you're looking for."

Pitali and the woman stopped moving.

The woman's mouth is indifferent.

"You people really are amazingly worthless, aren't you? I can't believe it's the same stone that's falling around there in exchange for that life. Well, maybe it's something we can't help but have less magic than we do."

"Oh, no way...... How did the Demons get here!!! Somebody..."

The moment I realized who I was and tried to scream, that figure scratched out.

When I opened the hand that was holding the woman's hand, there was one stone spot there that had never been before.

"Is your life stone too? That's boring."

Throw it appropriately with the other stone.

Even if something like this happened, it's not worth anything.

Truly, the people are not pitiful.

My skill 'redemption' can replace things with things of equal value.

Or because I'm not the one to judge this value, I can only change it.

Trying to replace the one I cherished most could only be a small gem.

And whoever I wasn't even interested in became a splendid tiara fitted with large gems.

Unpleasantly, my will does not exist there.

My king says it is the godliness of this world that is ruling.

Would it certainly have been named Itel?

I have never recognized the existence of God, but I do admit that its values are unlikely to be human.

'Cause there's no way this guy who's connected to me with blood was a little jewel around the house.

It's impossible. I threw it in the right place.

Well, I'm sure ordinary humans don't consider humans and stones and gems to be of equal value.

I can't help but feel sorry for my people.

What comfort it is to be a life of the same value as a stone.

Still trying so hard to live, I can't save you.

People who try so hard to live look hilarious.

Oh, how delightful.

"You're getting tired of stones, too. Let's switch to flowers next time."

Only my own footsteps echo in the hallway where no one is anymore.

How much the hell is this country worth?

Yes, until a signal from the King arrives, let's see what the Valiant Summoners and others are worth.

I'm sure it'll be a good time to kill.